Well, I've heard it all now. Apparently there's a zombie going around frightening the chickens in the middle of the night. Can you believe it?! A zombie!
And the chickens want to catch this zombie but reckon he's disguised himself as one of us on the farm. And according to them, the only way you can spot a zombie is that one of their legs are shorter than the other. And they have mad eyes.
Which is why everyone has been spying on ME! There's a rumour going around the entire farm that because my legs are wonky and I have weird looking eyes, therefore I'm the flipping zombie!
Has the world gone mad?! Why would I want to be a zombie? And who says my eyes are weird looking? I've a good mind to see Farmer Jack and tell him I've had enough and I'm moving up North, 'cos people appreciate me there.
But seeing as I'm a zombie, he'd probably lock me away.
I need a plan of action, and fast!
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5 comments:
Are you sure that this Zombie is not just Daniel Bedingfield out for revenge after that rather fetching picture you posted of him? I thought it was stunningly accurate but he might have had other ideas! Come up north! You are welcome at our house! We have a large back garden at your disposal!!
you know what? I might just take you up on that. A nice garden would suit me fine. Have you got a little barn for me to sleep in, or can I kip on the couch?
Of course you can sleep on the couch!(just don't tell my mummy!) or, if you prefer I am sure we could find you a spare sleeping bag so you be all warm and toasty! i bet it gets a bit drafty in the fields sometimes! And rest assured you do not look like a Zombie!
I reckon once you're a chicken McNugget, there's not much going back, no matter how smart you are.
Although I could be proved wrong.
Chickens ain't the brightest birds in the world.
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